Something For The Blunted Cypress Hill

"Something For The Blunted" This is something for the blunted Somebody say chiva everybody CHIVA Somebody say chiva everybody CHIVA Somebody say chiva everybody CHIVA Somebody say

Hand On The Pump (Muggs' Blunted Mix) Cypress Hill

Verse One Well I′m an alley cat, some say a dirty rat On my side you see my gat, see I′m all of that Sendin off buck shots for I′m gonna wetcha Running hard, but I′m still coming to getcha Thinking

HOW I COULD JUST KILL A MAN Cypress Hill

"It's another one of them old phunky Cypress Hill things, you know what I'm sayin'?

HAND ON THE PUMP Cypress Hill

Well I'm an alley cat Some say a dirty rat On my side is my gat See I'm all of that Spittin' out buck shots, for I'm gonna wetcha Running hard, but I'm still coming to getcha Thinking like a peace

The Funky Cypress Hill Shit Cypress Hill

Funky Cypress Hill Shit [Sen Dog] The Funky Cypress Hill Shit!

Latin Lingo (Prince Paul Mix) Cypress Hill

down, another briday’s follow One of the many of the Latins that straight I know And I got plenty for the Jenny’s Alexandro But wait, they’re clownin’ on me ‘cause of my language I have to tell ‘em

Here Is Something You Can't Understand (Feat. Kurupt) Cypress Hill

Intro - [Kurupt] Yeah bitch Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers What you think about that?

Here Is Something You Can`t Understand (Feat. Kurupt) Cypress Hill

Intro - [Kurupt] Yeah bitch Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers What you think about that?

Killa Hill Cypress Hill

[b-real] In the midst of the madness No question, who's the baddest Mcs in the game runnin for the status Take a few seconds to review the crews Sittin' on top is the hill lookin' over you Killa hill niggas

We Live This Shit Cypress Hill

Cypress Hill all day Spark the lah We live this shit We latin-thug type Gat-blasters Weedsmokers Moneyholders, that's right [B-Real] Well it's the alleycat looking for the buddhasack On my

Insane In The Brain Cypress Hill

Insane In the Brain To da one on da flam boy it's tough I just toss that ham on the fryin pan like spam it's done when I come in slam damn, I feel like the son of sam don't make me wrek

Insane in the brain Cypress Hill

To da one on da flam boy it's tough I just toss that ham on the fryin pan like spam it's done when I come in slam damn, I feel like the son of sam don't make me wrek shit wit a automatic got me

Insane In The Brain (Radio Edit) Cypress Hill

To da one on da flam boy it's tough I just toss that ham on the fryin pan like spam it's done when I come in slam damn, I feel like the son of sam don't make me wrek shit wit a automatic got me goin' likke

Insane in the Brain Cypress Hill

Insane in the Brain Who you trin' to get crazy with ese? Don't you know I'm loco?

Number Seven Cypress Hill

[Chorus 2X] My game so strong, I can't go wrong My dough so long, baby why prolong Baby we get high, Baby we get dough Baby we can party all night till death come [Verse One] We been in the game for a

Blunted Interlude The Fugees

I pay my taxes so I won't mess with Sam Ya hear the rhyme you stand still, some ask for refill We move your thoughts so I can see if you for fake or real Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle inside from my rap

It Ain't Easy Cypress Hill

But I blame me too 'cos it's a Chronicle My life, I realise I'm responsible for obstacles In front of me, my own self to blame But I worked hard to receive the wealth and fame It's a worthless game, but

Latin Lingo Cypress Hill

the Telano I'm down, another fried hispano One of the many of the latin deseyano [de-say-ahnyo] And I got plenty for the Jennies tryin to hound dog But wait, they're clownin on me cause of my language

Latino Lingo (Latin Lingo) Cypress Hill

Telano I'm down, another fried hispano One of the many of the latin deseyano [de-say-ahnyo] And I got plenty for the Jennies tryin to hound dog But wait, they're clownin on me cause of my language

Break 'Em Off Some Cypress Hill

Through the car swings The fireing pins go click when I duck behind the trash bin Ran out of ammo no doubt my gatt is dry like a fuckin drought got to make my way home hit the gate and get my chrome

Break `Em Off Some Cypress Hill

Through the car swings The fireing pins go click when I duck behind the trash bin Ran out of ammo no doubt my gatt is dry like a fuckin drought got to make my way home hit the gate and get

Insane In The Brain Cypress Hill

Insane in the membrane Insane in the brain! Insane in the membrane Freds insane Got no brain! Insane in the membrane Insane in the brain!

Insane In The Brain (LP Ver.) Cypress Hill

Insane in the membrane Insane in the brain! Insane in the membrane Plenty insane Got no brain! Insane in the membrane Insane in the brain!

Insane In The Brain (Extended) Cypress Hill

Insane in the membrane Insane in the brain! Insane in the membrane Plenty insane Got no brain! Insane in the membrane Insane in the brain!

It Ain\'t Nothin\' (feat. Young De) Cypress Hill

[Opening] [B-Real] I used to carry a glock On the waist line Man I don\'t waste time I\'m strong on the bass line You\'ll never taste mine See me on the screen Fuckers beggin\' for face time

Killa Hill Niggas Cypress Hill

[B-Real] In the midst of the madness No question, who's the baddest MCs in the game runnin for the status Take a few seconds to review the crews Sittin' on top is the Hill lookin' over you Killa Hill Niggas

Catastrophe Cypress Hill

up for catastrophe and that's the only way that is has to be The whole damn world is mad at me But I don't give a damn, I'm just glad to be All pain and the fame a society, actuality, it's a formality

Cock The Hammer Cypress Hill

I got the night vision just like the wise old owl I'm comin' ta fetch ya Yeah home direct ya Bury them bones Under my home and Cock the hammer! Cock the hammer, it's time for action!

Psychodelic Vision Cypress Hill

my fate But our sordid due, all that distorted shit brought it up I came short and couldn't afford to store it up So I began to record it on audio The autobiography of Luis Mario Something that's unbelievable

Highlife Cypress Hill

soul quivers When you see the gats blazin, get out the street now There ain't no use for you beggin to turn the heat down You label me coldblooded You wanna warm me up with hot lead the gat thudded

money cypress hill

Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Till Death Do Us Part Song: Money [DJ Muggs] Yo I got this plan to make some money I want you to keep this shit to yourself At 6:15 am this truck pulls out the post

Killafornia Cypress Hill

the party of your elimination I got peeps that play for keeps, (Hardball) Now I'm laying your ass down to sleep But every hustler wants to be bawling But I got the balls for the shot calling I pull

A To The K Cypress Hill

A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K One, life had begun for the ruffneck kid who was gonna put niggaz in check EIGHTEEN, G, for the green OBSCENE, and it's for the time being

Locotes Cypress Hill

Later, out with the 85 mustang One-time got me on the radar Trucha!

What Go Around Come Around Cypress Hill

Come on come on (time for some action) yeah yeah (time for some action) Come on come on (time for some action) yeah yeah (time for some action) Come on come on Drunk ass fool just a punk ass

What Go Around Come Around Kid Cypress Hill

What Go Around Come Around, Kid (time for some action) yeah yeah (time for some action) Come on come on (time for some action) yeah yeah (time for some action) Come on come on Drunk ass

What Go Around Come Around, Kid Cypress Hill

What Go Around Come Around, Kid (time for some action) yeah yeah (time for some action) Come on come on (time for some action) yeah yeah (time for some action) Come on come on

No Rest For The Wicked Cypress Hill

So many fools swingin' from my sack, Let's talk about the one who had my back! Down in the west coast, so lemme kick it To the motherfucker who calls himself wicked! No rest, no peace!

Valley Of Chrome Cypress Hill

[B-Real] You can't hide from the man with the master plan Huntin for your head "How I Could Just Kill a Man" Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low, damn Got you on the camcorder in the black

Valley Of Chrome Cypress Hill

[B-Real] You can't hide from the man with the master plan Huntin for your head "How I Could Just Kill a Man" Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low, damn Got you on the camcorder in

Stoned Raiders Cypress Hill

[B-Real]: 1 for trouble, 8 for the road, 7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load, Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk, I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, Up and down the blvd., I'm a natrual-born

Funk Freakers Cypress Hill

Verse One: B-Real Let me introduce my self I'm the one who rules the set So don't you forget Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons But you ain't nothin', no frontin I bring

Strictly Hip Hop Cypress Hill

hell out, I'm taking out these so called gangsta niggas, Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for small figures, And I neva took another fuckin' MC's shit, And made it my first single, fuck a hit, Fuckin

Stricktry Hip Hop Cypress Hill

hell out, I'm taking out these so called gangsta niggas, Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for small figures, And I never took another fuckin' MC's shit, And made it my first single, fuck a hit,

What U Want From Me Cypress Hill

Opportunity I guess that ain't enough for ya You want the loot and weed What you need from me?

Once Again Cypress Hill

" [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill "Once again" .. "Once again!" [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill "The greatest show on Earth!" "Once again!

Feature Presentation Cypress Hill

[B-Real] I take the micraphone cord, use it as a rope to hang all the weak rappers for leavin the bullshit they wrote Counterfeit fools all in the pot, let em boil When we go platinum they go, aluminum

Feature Presentation (featuring Barron Ricks and Chace Infinite) (LP Version) Cypress Hill

burst niggaz bubbles, make new niggaz mumble Ready to shed blood up in the jungles Aiyyo we livin it, magnficent Cypress, worldwide!

Dead Men Tell No Tales Cypress Hill

[B-Real] Pam Pa Ra Ra (4x) Any die, if the beholder the soldier begins to bore Four score, seven bullets (Yeah hit the floor nigga!)

Failbait (Feat. Cypress Hill) deadmau5

ruling from the hills of Cypress Mister magnificent you are insignificant see what is in my weed sack bitch Try sniffing it sending I'm hitting it smells so aromatic smoking out the room Sorry homie its